I love new clothes. If everyone could just wear new clothes everyday, I reckon depression wouldn’t exist anymore.

Everyone's moving on without me, into a world I don't understand.

Don’t think about it. Don’t think about what could have been. It’s too unbearable.

Rule of life. If you bother to ask someone’s advice, then bother to listen to it.

There's nothing like your mother's sympathetic voice to make you want to burst into tears.

They said I was a valued customer, now they send me hate mail.

As I stare at it, I can feel little invisible strings, silently tugging me toward it. I have to touch it. I have to wear it. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Remember what I used to tel you when you were a little girl? ‘A fool and her money soon part.’ Current-day translation? Stop pissing away your assets at Bloomingdale’s.

Silence is the mother of truth.

...what makes a story unique is not necessarily the information in the story but what the writer chooses to put in or leave out.(pg. 146-147)

A core group of guys, all sharing similar goals, can move mountains.

Determination could easily become obsession.

Those people are unabashedly ruthless as far as money is concerned.

As adults, we do know more, but we don't know enough. People can be very unthinkingly callous.

Do not blindly believe what others say. See for yourself what brings contentment, clarity and peace. That is the path for you to follow.

Yet it seems that a final race struggle is unavoidable

It's risky to talk about one's most secret dreams a bit too early.

My goal is to try to tell the public that America could use more science and technology in all aspects of its life.